THE BASKET MAKER 



These he cannot duplicate at any furbish- 

 er's shop as you who live within doors, 

 who, if your purse allows, may have the 

 same home at Sitka and Samarcand. So 

 you see how it is that the homesickness 

 of an Indian is often unto death, since he 

 gets no relief from it; neither wind nor 

 weed nor sky-line, nor any aspect of the 

 hills of a strange land sufficiently like his 

 own. So it was when the government 

 reached out for the Paiutes, they gathered 

 into the Northern Reservation only such 

 poor tribes as could devise no other end of 

 their affairs. Here, all along the river, and 

 south to Shoshone Land, live the clans who 

 owned the earth, fallen into the deplorable 

 condition of hangers-on. Yet you hear 

 them laughing at the hour when they 

 draw in to the campoodie after labor, 

 when there is a smell of meat and the 



